I feel so embarrassed, how could Tag have known I was here? Things had gotten totally out of hand once I had realized that I was being played the fool and our three workers had more in mind than simply cooling off and enjoying the freedom of a week's sweat to be washed away by innocent fun. God damned, I must have come across as the biggest idiot in the wor...
Author's note Hi there, thanks for taking the time to read this story. Please let me know what you think. This is my second story submitted anywhere, and is a continuation of, Workout Buddies, Chapter 1, The Bet. Folks seemed interested in the first chapter, so this is the first of several additional chapters that continue the story of Larry and Dave (and n...
It was my senior year in high school and I had just turned 18. I had been watching gay porn and I saw this awesome video with a guy in a leather sling. I wanted to be just like the guy in the sling. Having cum sprayed onto my face and drip off my entire body was a masturbation fantasy I had had for a long time. It turned out I was to go to New York city as p...
Chapter 2: Hazard Pay Things went on that way for a while. Lee would continue to give me a ride to and from work every day and my wife became accustomed to me doing what she thought were odd jobs around Lee's house to help raise some extra cash while we were feeling the pinch trying to make ends meet. Little did she suspect the true nature of the odd jobs I...
He meets the man of his dreams Club HEAT was packed tonight. A sexy loud beat played in the background and people drank and moved to its magnetic rhythm. Everyone was chatting and dancing up a storm. One particularly good looking couple in the middle of the dance floor had my attention. They were already covered in sweat but kept moving. I watched with env...
Mikey stood there with his finger working my male g-spot for at least twenty minutes until, without saying a word, he slowly pulled it out and walked back into my room and got his shorts back on. "Will you be around later?" he asked as he headed to the door. I turned to face him, my cock as hard as rock and pointing directly towards him. "Surely you can't...
I was early, and my car still smelled like cum, even though I'd left the windows cracked all day. I wasn't too worried about someone breaking into my car while I was at work—they watched the VP spots pretty closely. Then again, those security cameras could be a double-edged sword. I was being watched too, and leaving at four on a Wednesday was not exactly ok...
At the hospital, Jonathan's head was wrapped in gauze, tubes running from his arm to a bag that hung from a metal rod overhead and other bags attached to the bed. Jim stood in the corner of the room unseen by anyone that worked there or had come to visit. A nurse entered the room, pushed back the curtain, and walked right through the man standing guard over...
The German police detective, Sigmund Frist, who had been plowing his American counterpart, Clint Folsom, the previous night couldn't have picked a worse time to want further attention from Folsom. Folsom had gone to sun bathe and to dry out the effects of a raucous night topside on the MS River God as it shot down the most scenic segment of the Rhine. But he...
"Damn," I exclaimed as I let myself in to a second-floor room at the Days Inn off a balcony overlooking an atrium pool. In the embarrassment and the rush to get out from underneath the suspicion of the DEA and FBI guys, I'd completely forgotten what I should have told Sylvia Browne. I tossed my bag down on a luggage rack and lowered myself onto the bed and...